Los Angeles, inside the luxury private club of the Crazy Bar.

Time: 17:30 p.m

"Ahh

Lan Ling'er bent down with a smile, but she couldn't help but say. "I said Yimo, why can't you let go of Jin Mingze so much? Absent-minded on your first day at work? I can tell you, this is a private club, you see, who can come in is not rich and powerful, if you can hook = hook up with one, then you are developed, what kind of university do you study? ”

An Yimo stretched out his hand to stroke his forehead, and after making himself sober enough, he raised his eyes and smiled at Lan Ling'er, and unconsciously reached out and took out his mobile phone to look at it.

"Hey, isn't that kid calling you again? Yi Mo, that kid has no money and no power, what's the point of you following him? You-" Lan Ling'er raised her hand and hugged An Yimo, An Yimo smiled and touched her face and said. "Ling'er, I understand what you mean, I understand. But Ling'er, no matter what, we all have to clean ourselves and love ourselves, don't we? I saw that man put his hand inside your clothes, why are you-"

"Cut~ Didn't you see that he gave me a diamond ring?" Lan Ling'er smiled and looked at An Yimo. "Yimo, you will work here in the future, there are sisters and I am here, I will never let you be bullied-"

With that, Lan Ling'er picked up An Yimo again, and the two walked towards the middle of the dance floor together.

There were a lot of people gathered in front of them, and everyone was either rich or expensive.

Facing them, An Yimo knew very well in her heart that she was just a part-time worker.

At this time, Lan Ling'er reminded her of the dream just now.

It's been so long, I didn't expect to dream about it, and the helpless An Yimo shook his head hard.

*

"Come, Yimo, let me introduce you. This is a well-known pet major-" An Yimo was pulled by Lan Ling'er to a very wicked man, An Yimo glanced up, and then quickly lowered his head. "Come, toast-" Lan Ling'er picked up a glass of wine and handed it to An Yimo.

An Yimo took the wine glass, and his arm trembled at the man in front of him.

He is really a demon, that look seems to go straight to the depths of her heart, that face, at a glance, it seems to be engraved in her heart.

"I toast you." An Yimo's voice was low, and he raised his head slightly to face the pet again.

A glass of wine was drunk, followed by a painful cough.

"Ahem, cough, cough-" An Yimo put down his wine glass, turned around and ran out.

"Leave her alone, come to us-" Lan Ling'er glanced at An Yimo who ran out, and then wanted to throw herself into her arms again, but he suddenly pushed her away.

"You know he doesn't know how to drink, and he deliberately made her drink spirits......" The reproach sounded in her ears.

Los Angeles, and even the country's famous second-generation military pet, will be angry with their friends again because of a country girl?

The group of people who were still laughing just now were instantly stunned.

No one would believe that all this was true, if he insisted on saying it, it could only be that Lan Ling'er didn't know the height of the sky, and wanted to eat the tofu that was petted again.

*

When Lan Ling'er got up from the ground, the pet was gone.

In front of her stood a man in a suit and leather shoes, who reached out and caressed her cheek, and embraced her like a wolf, nibbling and devouring her......

At that moment, her heart was dripping blood......

……